Except for the thirteen ogres who were six meters tall, among the many people in the field, there were not many people who had the confidence to call the Hellfire, which was more than four meters tall, a little guy.

As soon as the words fell, thirteen behemoths wrapped in heavy armor jumped from the four walls, and because of their incredible weight, they landed on solid ground, and immediately sank their legs into their knees.

At the same time, even on the far wall, the musketeers felt a palpable shaking of the wall beneath their feet.

After pulling a pair of thick-legged legs out of the dirt, the ogres wielded their large, terrifying maces, all recreated in Gem Island, which they had evolved once and were too light and unsuitable.

These newly-made maces weighed about 3,000 pounds, and even with the addition of extremely heavy metals such as adamantite gold and mythril, the whole mace still looked huge and terrifying;

It's just that such a heavy weapon, in addition to the several layers of heavy armor on their bodies, weighs close to a thousand catties, and their astonishing weight, and finally exceeds the weight of five thousand catties, so that every step they take, they will inevitably sink into the mud.

Fortunately, they relied on brute force, and the speed of the counter-charge was not slow, and at the same time, the heads of several other spells specializing in spells, such as flint, were still chanting magic spells, and the auxiliary magic such as body protection stone skin and bison brute force were blessed on themselves and the surrounding ogres.

"Ping~" After a dozen loud noises like striking iron sounded, thirteen tall hellfires, like a light and fluttering stone, were beaten backwards and flew backwards and flew upside down for more than ten steps.

In the middle of the sky, these thirteen hellfires, which are strong in defense and densely covered with prestige in a large number of planes, and the human shields that the Burning Legion has always been qualified, were directly shattered because of the energy core, and then directly disintegrated in the air;

Ever since the rhizome of the nine-leaf clover evolved, even the orc militia present had seen these ogre overseers in battle for the first time, and they were immediately so excited by this savage, brutal, but extremely powerful battle that even the hairs on their bodies stood up.

"It's so ferocious, it's a group of ancient tyrannosaurs in ogre skin. A Slavic chieftain with legendary strength unconsciously let out this exclamation from his mouth.

Even the Slavs have always played a famous reputation as a battlefield meat grinder in the human world with the wild fighting method after madness, but even the legendary powerhouse is self-controlled, and he can't do these ogres like this after the end of the game.

After all, this kind of astonishing size, and the terrifying brute force brought about by it, was something that he couldn't cultivate by relying on his acquired efforts......

It often takes a twelve-pounder cannon right in the chest to deal with an Hellfire, so that the ogres can be easily eliminated like whack-a-mole, and these ogres use huge maces as fast as windmills, and then the Hellfires are successively knocked out and scattered.

With such a terrifying efficiency, the total number of Hellfires was only four hundred, and the number was rapidly decreasing, and the small effort was actually slaughtered by Flint and others; after destroying such a powerful force, the thirteen ogres were still unfinished, as if they had just moved their hands and feet.

However, the tall hellfire is gone, and the relatively short cannon fodder demons are all over the ground, with ogres such as grinning flints, waving maces and rushing over, and other moves are not used at all, that is, the mace is used as a broom to sweep left and right, because this is the most efficient, each sweep can take away more than double digits, cannon fodder demon life.

The thirteen ogres were assigned to the four city walls, and on average, they could only achieve three on each side, but the maces wielded by the three ogres magically blocked nearly half of the charge towards the city walls.

Whether it's a skinny imp, a small demon, a sturdy Voidwalker, a demon guard, or even a vampire or a hellhound with incredible agility, all the ogres need to do is sweep the mace in their hands quickly and quickly to solve all their problems.

These cannon fodder demons who are shouting wildly, not knowing whether to cheer themselves up or what to do, often pay a staggering number of casualties before they can barely attack the ogres, but the layers of heavy armor on the ogre's body that make people desperately thick, easily attack like this drizzle.

Such an unequal battle, the wanton slaughter like a harvest, even made the orcs and elves on the city wall have a trace of inexplicable sympathy in their hearts.

Even they could see that if the commander of the Burning Legion on the other side did not make any tactical changes, if he wanted to use these cannon fodder to kill these ogres, unless the ogre's physical strength was exhausted, but according to the relaxed expressions on the faces of Flint and the others, these animals could hold out for a long, long time......

Through the empty space that the maces wielded by the ogres could not reach, the number of cannon fodder demons who managed to reach a hundred paces below the city was really small.

Then, they were easily killed by the musketeers on the city wall, and the muskets were so dense that even those imps who attacked from a distance did not have time to release their talented little fireball skills......

This kind of battle lasted for more than an hour, and the Burning Legion cannon fodder demon on the other side of the space-time rift was simply like a surging river, constantly gushing out in large quantities, and there was no sign of exhaustion due to insufficient troops.

It's just that this grade of goods, under the condition that the little dwarf Lord Modo completely occupies the advantages of firepower and geographical advantages, how many people have died at all, how many have died, how many have died, and in this period of more than an hour, the Burning Legion has paid an astonishing number of casualties, but even the number of successful attacks on the city wall is a finger of a hand, and it can be counted clearly.

Soon after the Hellfire was wiped out, Setters stopped even all of his artillery, leaving only the ballistas and trebuchets to attack slowly, and even he felt that it would be a waste to use artillery at this time.

The commander of the Burning Legion on the other side of the space-time rift also seemed to realize that this kind of unpleasant cannon fodder demon tide attack would have no effect this time.

Suddenly, the space-time rift calmed down, and no new demons were teleported out.